Chapter 1979 Nine Rings

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and the appearance of the candle dragon even more confused the time and space, but the attack of the red-robed patriarch continued at this time, and the giant cauldron in front of Xingtu was also conceived.

Without the figure of Gu Luo, Xingtu still has other options, without him needing to speak, the other two existences have already flown over from a distance with the Qicai God Venerable.

The Seven-Colored God Venerable didn't have any power to resist now, and was directly pressed into the giant cauldron by two figures, and those two existences also entered the giant cauldron, and never appeared again.

Including the Seven-Colored God Venerable, there are a total of nine gods on the other side, and there are countless physical bodies of Taoist Venerables, all of which have turned into rich blood and exist in the cauldron, gestating a terrifying thing.

Xingtu's last gaze was on Wang Sheng's body, his expression was cold, and he didn't make another move in the end.

Wang Sheng's eyes moved, because he found that Xingtu's last gaze was fixed on his chest. There was a small sword stored there. It was the small red sword of the ancient gods that was given to him by Daxian Daoist as a price. He discovered it at that time. This small sword contains secrets.

Now it seems that there is no need to guess the owner of this small sword.

But I don't know what Xingtu saw in the end, and he didn't make a move to snatch it.

But after turning his head, nine drops of blood ooze from the center of his eyebrows. The nine drops of blood are dark and thick, dripping into the giant cauldron, and the giant cauldron clangs. The intense light formed an extremely bright rainbow light.

The rainbow light appeared in the air and condensed into a small sword, just like the small sword in Wang Sheng's hand.

Wang Sheng's pupils moved slightly, which is a bit interesting.

It was not only Wang Sheng who saw this scene, but also a large number of real people. His heart was shocked. As something handed over from his own hands, he would naturally not admit his mistake.

This small sword actually has such a history!

But isn't this sword in his hand? Daxie Daoist looked at Wang Sheng, and didn't notice anything unusual about Wang Sheng, but he became vigilant again in his heart. He couldn't see through Wang Sheng more and more.

Up to now, only he and Wang Sheng have not been attacked by Xingtu, nor have they been sacrificed. He is a little bit sure, and probably knows why he was not attacked, but Wang Sheng, he can't see anything special, he can only use He has the real body of the ancient god as a reason.

Wang Sheng has no time to take care of Daxian real people, just watching Xingtu's actions, Xingtu's current actions reminded him of the scene in the ancient god inheritance he had accepted before.

That is also a giant tripod, but there are patterns and Taoist texts on the giant tripod. Compared with the current one, it looks much higher level, and the figure refining in front of the giant tripod is also extremely tall, compared to the stars. It is much taller on the way.

His movements are simple, and he sucks from the air casually, and he will attract something from the void, or a star, or some kind of treasure. Finally, he swipe fiercely from the top of his head, and a crack is opened in the space. What flowed out was endless blood.

As if the sky was raining blood, the figure stretched out his finger and all entered the cauldron.

The crack in the air closed automatically when it reached a certain level, this figure didn't care, just looked at the giant cauldron in front of him, and waited quietly.

Not long after, the giant cauldron also reacted, and a small red sword also flew out of it.

The moment Wang Sheng saw the little red sword from the inheritance, he knew that this little red sword was the one he was carrying.

In the inheritance, the huge figure directly threw the giant cauldron into the void, and strode out of the void with a small sword in satisfaction.

Wang Sheng looked at Xingtu's actions in front of him again. He didn't know that Xingtu was imitating the actions of the giants in the inheritance to forge a small sword.

The movements were simple and without any technicality, but Wang Sheng knew that without the giant cauldron, and without the rain of blood that fell from the sky at the end, the little sword would not have formed.

At this moment, the Xingtu Juding seems to be inferior to that one, it is just an imitation, and the blood level is far inferior to the blood level selected in the inheritance.

But in the end, such a small sword appeared. Even if he didn't see any technical content, Wang Sheng had to admit that the journey to stardom was indeed a bit difficult.

Thinking of this, Wang Sheng was very interested in the attack of the red-robed patriarch and the power of the small sword in Xingtu's hand.

To make Xingtu feel the crisis, it is naturally a very powerful supernatural power, and to make Xingtu react with such fanfare, the little sword must be powerful, and it also has the mysterious color that Wang Sheng discovered from the inheritance.

The collision of the two must be an extremely vast and spectacular scene.

Although the speed of the two is extremely fast, it has already exceeded the reaction time of a normal powerful confrontation. According to common sense, it is enough for one existence to escape.

But the timing of the red-robed patriarch's choice is very appropriate, or he has occupied the body of the moon beast for this moment.

Only Xinglu who is trapped in the sea of ​​blood will not escape.

Dafa Daoist had already sensed the difference, but his expression was gloomy, and he did not choose to escape in the end. The purgatory sky above the Asura Realm kept approaching his body, and it seemed that the entire purgatory world was about to truly appear.

It also made the red light in the Asura Realm continuously intensify, as if turning into substance.

The body of Daxie Daoist has inevitably turned into a purgatory Shura, and the burden is very heavy. At this time, he is still bearing the act of protecting others. If it wasn't for his previous performance, Wang Sheng really I thought this was a great kind person who abided by the contract.

And what's even more weird is that, in the current state, none of the real people of the major series showed their bloodlines from the Taiyin clan, that is, the servants of the ancient gods.

At this time, he has not given up on the plan in his heart, Wang Sheng can't help admiring the real people of the big series, but also curious about what the real cards of the real people are.

As if he was watching everything, Wang Sheng gradually became more interested. What he discovered during this trip to the secret realm far exceeded his expectations.

Xingtu Roar suddenly roared, and he slapped the giant cauldron, and then slammed the red-black light transformed by the red-robed ancestor in front of him.

Just at this time, the red and black rays of light really condensed and appeared, and a depressive aura enveloped the entire sea of ​​blood. Even Wang Sheng could easily feel the oppression of his heart.

Xingtu's expression was unusually dignified. After discharging the giant cauldron, he raised the blood-red sword in his hand and flicked it lightly with his fingers.

A total of nine pleasant sounds resounded from Xiaojian, the sounds were continuous, as if the sound of wind pierced through nine holes, continuous and continuous.

With such a sound, the little sword disappeared directly into the void, and when it reappeared, it had already entered deeply into the blood-red light of the red-robed patriarch.